Chapter 488 – Em Takes on More Design Work and Duncan Has More Information
As Jake and I crawled naked into bed on Monday night, he asked me how Dylan was tonight. I sighed, telling him we got into a pissing contest. Jake seemed disturbed at what I told him. “Josh, he’d never contradict you or side against you, ever. Dylan wouldn’t do that. Not our Dylan,” Jake replied, concerned. I chuckled.
“I mean literally, Jake. Dylan told us of an incident, when he was working the streets, where he had to actually piss all over a naked guy in his basement. That somewhat shocked Blake and me, so when we were in the showers after working out and the other intimate things we did. While he had his back turned to us, Blake and I started pissing then had him turn around so we could piss on him in the shower. But, he got us back pissing on us. Damn if he can’t send a stream out of the dick of his,” I chided. Jake shook his head in dismay.
“You literally did get into a pissing contest. Good grief, Josh, I can’t believe you guys pissed all over one another, even straight-laced Blake. Wasn’t that kind of nasty?” Jake asked. I laughed.
“It is when you think about it, but it’s cool when you do it. I don’t know, it was a way of letting off a little steam after all we’ve been through lately. We act and operate like middle aged business moguls and yet, we’re just college guys, who are known for having great fun. Don’t worry, we cleaned each other up extremely well, and Dylan informed us that urine, is sterile so we didn’t get any weird cooties or anything like that, just warm yellow liquid that we washed completely off. I have a feeling that wasn’t Dylan’s first pissing contest either. We used to have pissing contests between Beau, Clyde and me, but it was to see how far and how high we could piss. We never pissed on one another. Now that I think about it, it might have been fun. It would definitely have been cleaner than the muddy pond water we swam in at times,” I told him. Jake reached over and hugged me tightly pulling my naked body to his, then wrapped his arms around me.
“As crazy as you are at times, I could never stop loving you. You are my world, I hope you know, so if you have to let off a little steam, just try not to piss on me when you do it, please,” Jake urged. I snuggled up tight against him, thrusting my flaccid cock up against his.
“So, it was just you and Terry tonight?” I asked. “Just an intimate moment between two great friends?” I asked. Jake chuckled.
“No, we had Dustin with us also tonight. He said he wasn’t getting anything out of Ethan, so he might as well jump in the mix with Terry and me. Damn, if he wasn’t a hot one tonight also. Terry seemed to really like the fucking Dustin gave him and the two loads Dustin shot. I told Terry the boy could cum hard and cum often. Damn if he didn’t. Surprised the heck out of Terry. Dustin told us it was our pecs that made him cum so hard. He loved our chests. He had us lay side by side and rode both our cocks for one go round. He fucked Terry once, and I fucked him. We put him in the middle,” Jake explained. I chuckled, telling Jake I was told to be in the middle by Dylan tonight.
“You’d have thought he was directing a porn video the way he had us going at it. It was hot, I have to say. Anything involving Dylan is always hot, though. That, I can’t deny,” I said, chuckling. Jake agreed.
“Got any of that left for me?” he asked.
“Oh, babe, you know it. Tell me what you like, and I’m all yours,” I whispered in his ear, as I nibbled on it, then reached down and started stroking his amazing hard penis. “Damn, you were ready for this, weren’t you?” I teased, as I ran my fingers across the bottom of his ball sack. I felt a finger in my asshole, then for another hour we made mad passionate love, emptying our balls one more time. I loved my Jake.
We got to sleep in some on Tuesday morning, getting a later start in Marketing, for our three-hour lab session. Rod was still excited about Mary Ann’s visit with her girlfriends.
I told Rod, it was obvious she was trying to get Rod and Ginny together. Rod said he could tell.
“How do I not express interest and not lead Ginny along without upsetting Em, Josh?” Rod asked.
“ You ask a question about straight relationships to a gay guy. Seriously?” I teased. Rod smiled.
“Is kind of weird, but you’ve been right about everything else up to now. You’re a damn good wingman, Josh. But seriously, I don’t want to hurt my chances with Em, while she tries to fix me up with Ginny. Oh, and Tyler was kind of smitten with Sue last night. I think he kind of likes her. Actually, Lonnie kind of liked Ginny. I told him to go for it, if he thought he had a chance. Oh, get this. He told me with his big dick, he had a chance with any girl. Asshole,” Rod said, letting his jealousy show through, making me laugh.
“You straight guys are something else,” I replied, making him realize who he was complaining to. “See if Lonnie can get any interest out of Ginny first. If she goes for the ‘big dick’ thing, then Em might feel sorry for you, and show more interest herself. Either that or she’ll go for the big dick thing also, as I’m sure Russel isn’t hung that well,” I advised.
“How do know he’s not, Josh? We have no idea,” Rod replied.
“Hey, I watch guys walk and stand, as a hobby of mine. Love to imagine what they look like under the hood, so to speak. From the way he walked and stood, the night we met him, he’s average at best. There’s nothing exciting down there. I wouldn’t give him a second look if I was watching him in an airport or at a store,” I informed Rod, who found it amazing I had that kind of perspective. He shook his head.
“So what did you think of me, when you checked me out?” he asked. I chuckled, trying to come up with something clever to say.
“Well, I didn’t hardly have a chance to even think about you, because I saw you all stark naked almost right off the bat. But, before then, I saw an interesting guy, who appealed to me more intellectually and friendship wise, than physically,” I replied. I liked you as a persona and possible friend, so I didn’t think about what equipment you might have down there,” I replied, as diplomatically as I could.
“In other words, you thought I was average below the belt, and we’d be better off as friends in that case,” he replied shaking his head.
“Exactly, and I wasn’t wrong now, was I?” I replied, chuckling, making him laugh also.
“Your honesty is your most exciting trait, Josh. Damn, if I don’t really like you for that, and your wit also. You slay me, bro. And, you’re one hell of a great friend also. Yep, we’re going to be bros for life, I can see it now,” he assured me, right before Em showed up, and thanked us again for the great time she and her BFF’s had reviewing their designs.
“I was so excited that you guys all liked the designs we came up with. We’re actually going to have a model home where we can see the actual rooms we designed. I have to tell you, I told our design class professor what we were doing. She was all excited that we had a hands-on project to develop from scratch and actually build. Part of our grade is dependent on this now, with a lot of extra credit, according to her. Sue and Ginny are just as excited as I am,” Em informed us, having a hard time containing her excitement.
“Hey, I’m glad that worked out for you, Em. You’re going to be a great designer someday. Once we get this project done, we just might have to find another and then another. If you’re going to do great stuff, why work with someone else?” Rod asked. I agreed.
“Oh, wow. We could actually form a partnership of sorts, and work on projects together. That could be extremely exciting,” Em replied. Again, I agreed. “Oh, speaking of partnerships, I think Sue was rather impressed with Tyler last night. She thought he was kind of dreamy. Is he seeing anyone at the moment?” Em asked.
“No one he’s serious about. He’s doing some casual dating, but nothing serious,” Rod replied. “With everything we have going on, who has time to be serious about relationships,” Rod added. Em thought about it and agreed. “Oh, and Lonnie, your favorite, kind of liked Ginny, just so you know.” Em looked somewhat shocked.
“You know, that’s funny, because she seemed to like him also. I think Lonnie just liked her because of her big boobs. She has quite a rack, in case you didn’t notice. Poor Sue, now, she’s just average. At least mine is a little above average,” Em stated, looking down at her boobs. What do you think, Josh?” she asked.
“Seriously, you’re asking a gay guy about your boobs?” I questioned, curiously. She smiled.
“Because gay guys are perfectly honest when it comes to a way a woman looks. Rod, here, is going to say whatever he thinks will make me happy. You could care less, and will tell me the truth. That’s why, if you really want to know the truth about the way you look, you ask a gay friend,” Em replied, excitedly. She was putting me on the spot.
“To tell you the truth, Rod and I were just talking about how professional you look, and also desirable. You check both boxes, Em. Congratulations,” I told her, trying to help Rod out as his wingman once again. Em looked at Rod and smiled.
“Well, thank you both, I guess. I will say both of you are perfect gentlemen, very professional and very respectful. I like that,” Em replied.
“So what does Ginny see in Lonnie, if I may ask?” Rod just had to ask. Em smiled big time, then made a cringe like face before she answered.
“Honestly, I kind of let it slip that Lonnie has a big penis, since I had it flashed at me during my one and only date with you. She kind of goes for that type of thing, if you know what I mean. Not saying she’d lay it out for him on the first date, but she doesn’t hold back, just so you know,” Em replied.
“I’d say they were made for each other, if you ask me,” Rod replied. Em kind of chuckled. I shook my head.
Class started. Em and Blake took off together. I couldn’t wait to talk to Rod while we were working alone. “Rod, your dilemma is solved,” I told him. He smiled at me.
“Uh, I just think I cut off my nose to spite my face. If I’d known Ginny liked to fuck that much, I could have dated her for a short time at least,” Rod replied, making me laugh.
“You dog, you. I’d stick to wooing Em, as we know she likes sex also, hanging around with Russel, and we know that Russel is average in the dick department, so it’s safe to say that Em is comfortable with an average penis. I’d say your prospects of winning her over from Russel are damned good,” I explained.
“You and your average dick sizes. We don’t know for sure that Russel is average, Josh. Maybe the best part of him doesn’t show, as his personality isn’t anything to write home about. There has to be something we don’t see that interests Mary Ann. Think about it,” Rod surmised. He had a point, but I was rarely wrong in my predictions, which I reminded him of. He said he damn sure hoped I was right.
We got a lot done, working separately and together with Mary Ann and Blake. We were to the point we were ready to send out our surveys via e-mail. Ty wanted to review the finished product and the premises before we pulled the trigger. We had to add the marketing graphics, layout designs of the suites offered and potential amenities and proposed pricing. Ty said if we worked really hard this week, and could collaborate with the other committees, we might be able to submit the survey by the end of the week. I told Ty, that was good, as we really needed to make a decision on the top floor, as to whether that was going to be luxury suites or regular suites like the rest of the floors. Ty said it was important to know so construction wasn’t held up. I had to agree wholeheartedly.
Blake and Mary Ann were there for my discussion with Ty on timing. Mary Ann said she was excited to send out the surveys to see what we got back. Then she asked if she could assist in the design of the suites, not the floorplans, but the possible wall colors, flooring colors and kitchen cabinet layouts and appliances. I told her from what I had seen of her work, I would welcome her to work with her design class to come up with a proposal on what we should do, reminding her, she only had to have a certain number of designs as we’d duplicate them in all the same sized, like units. She was so excited, when I gave him carte-blanche to have at it, she hugged me and kissed me, almost jumping up and down.
“Guess we’ll be seeing a lot of you and your BFF’s for that project,” I told her. She said absolutely, but would need me or Buzz to show up at her design class to give them the lowdown of what we were doing and what would be expected of them. I told her anything she needed for that, just to ask. I told her she should get flooring samples, counter top samples, furniture samples, even appliance recommendations, reminding her this was a dorm and not a model home. She said she understood, and would work up a similar budget for this project, prepared in the same form as the Craftsman house. Rod could not have been happier. We told her not to get too excited when she broke the news to her BFF’s and her design class, as we parted ways, leaving class. She hugged all three of us again before she took off.
“Well for not being Russel, I seem to get hugged quite a bit. At least we’re headed in the right direction,” Rod speculated. Blake, Jake and I had to agree. Rod asked if we were coming over to work tonight. I told him it was basketball practice, so I probably couldn’t make it tonight. I knew Dylan just had to see the twins for Tuesday night basketball practice.
On our way back to the bar, Blake asked me if we had anything specific to discuss for our luncheon meeting. I told him we needed to check with the guys on Kyle’s situation, and we needed to check in with Greer to see what he was up to and when he might be finished in Chicago. Blake said that had to be the two most important items for discussion. “Just what are you doing to help Kyle, Josh? Anything we need to be preparing for?” he asked.
“Not sure just yet, but we have to find a way to keep Weinstein’s and the banks hands off Kyle’s property. If those two want to play fucky, fucky, we can play that game, but I’d like for them to get fucked, and not know it came from me. You know, let them wonder where that dick came from, and who it belonged to, kind of driving them crazy in the process. If only we knew someone that really knew those two guys, so we could get some inside information. Cliff is keeping his ear to the ground, but they’re keeping a tight lip on what they’re up to. I’m not sure he’s going to find out everything. We need to find a way to get better intelligence,” I told Blake and Jake, on the way back to the bar.
Jordan, Buzz, Nate and Ken were right on time for lunch. “So what do you hear from Greer, Nate? He still surviving and hasn’t been arrested for anything indecent yet?” I asked. Nate laughed.
“No, I talked to Carson this morning and all seemed to be good. He said Greer had been a big help, and hoped to get out of there by the end of the week. You know he’s coming here to debrief us afterwards, don’t you?” Nate asked.
“De-brief would be the operative word for sure. He’d love nothing better than to get our briefs off of us. But, then he’d want a whole bunch of favors. I guess he might deserve some in a way,” I chided. Jordan rolled his eyes.
“Anyway, he plans to be here Saturday afternoon, spend the night here and then fly out for Florida on Sunday. He said that Samuel demanded he be back by Sunday afternoon. I guess he got his marching orders, and decided it was time he went home,” Nate informed us.
“Good ole Samuel. Well, at least I hope he had some fun in Chicago, before he heads back to his ball and chain,” I commented.
“Is Samuel really that clingy?” Nate asked. I told them all, Samuel was definitely clingy and jealous of all of us. Nate laughed.
“I could see how he’d be jealous of you, Josh, but the rest of us? Really?” Nate asked. Jordan rolled his eyes again. I laughed.
“Greer gets himself into trouble on his own. He can’t help it. Damn good lawyer, but when his ass is in heat, he’s liable to do and say anything to get laid. I’m sure Samuel has seen that behavior and worries about it. Still, Samuel doesn’t have to be so extremely possessive. He needs to let Greer breathe a little, then I would imagine they’d both be happier because of it,” I explained.
“Not to change the subject, but did anyone find out anything in regards to our friend Kyle’s situation?” I asked, anxious to get any intelligence I could get.
“Definitely a deal cooking with the University, Josh. I hung out in the planning office this morning again, looking at whether I could parcel out some of my property, sub-divide it into additional acre-plus lots, in case you and Jake want to build a house up there near us. While I was in the office, I saw a layout of Kyles property with a proposed footprint of a building sitting on the property. I casually asked if the University was really going to build a new building, the first after many years. They said it looked like they were. They hadn’t pulled permits just yet, but the plans were there in the office and the planning commission didn’t have any problem with where they proposed to build it. They said they were good to go, but weren’t sure where the final agreements were yet. I looked to see who submitted the plans, and it came from Weinstein’s architect that he uses. Not only does he intend to sell them the land, but then his construction buddies are going to build the building it looks like. Usually, the University bids out the contracts. Normally, I might get a bid submittal, a request for bid, for the design of this project. I never got one. I checked with one of my friends from another construction company, and they never got one either. Don’t know what he’s got going, but everyone’s keeping it hush hush,” Buzz commented.
“These guys have no shame. If they were decent guys, they’d be working with Kyle, making suggestions on how to get out of his situation, by brokering a deal for the sale of his land, representing Kyle, not themselves. They could still get a piece for what they helped make happen, then everyone is happy and got what they needed. But no, they had to get devious and try to fuck Kyle over, go behind his back, force him out of his property, then turn around and sell if for a large profit, and then, on top of everything else, develop it for the University, making more money off the asset, all the while leaving Kyle with nothing, but a lost dream. Bastards,” I said, getting worked up. Jake patted me on the back.
“You’ll think of something, Josh. We, as a group, are pretty damned strong here. We can beat these guys,” Jake assured me. Nate said he and Jordan were looking into some alternatives, and had some ideas. I told them, we needed a game plan and quickly. They agreed.
Blake and I headed off to real estate class, hoping to hear if Duncan had anything to say. We weren’t sure if the investment group was keeping him in the dark or not. He was happy to see us, as always. “Good meeting we had last week, Duncan. Thanks for introducing us to the players in town. They all seemed like decent guys and interested in serving our community,” I exclaimed, trying to put a positive spin on Duncan’s get together, to see if he had anything to say as to what, if anything, came out of it.
“Josh, they all thought you were very impressive, and couldn’t get over what you guys have created in such a short period of time. Mr. Weinstein specifically said, they had to watch you, or you’d end up owning all their properties someday. He was joking, of course. But he was most impressed by you, as were all the others. Sorry about Kyle. I knew he was having problems, but I didn’t know he was as bad off as he seems to be. That’s a shame, a real shame,” Duncan stated.
“If these guys collaborate together on projects, why don’t they collaborate to help out Kyle, and get him out of the mess he’s in?” I asked Duncan. Duncan was surprised by my question, indicating to me he wasn’t excited about having to answer it.
“Uh, I guess it’s because they do their own things, and they didn’t see an obvious answer to fix Kyle’s problems,” Duncan replied. “Why, have you talked to Kyle and found out his problems?” Duncan asked. I wasn’t sure if he was fishing for information or really concerned about Kyle. I decided I couldn’t trust him just yet and played dumb.
“Kyle just mentioned that the group used to be a lot closer and collaborated more when his father was alive. Now that his father had passed, they didn’t seem interested in him anymore,” I replied. “I just thought that was odd,” I added. Duncan scratched his head.
“I can’t speak for all of them, Josh, but I wished they would at least look a what they could do to help the boy. Kyle’s right, they used to work more closely together. Some of them have college graduate sons in their businesses now, and some of the younger generations like to do things differently. I can see some of the conflicts building between sons and fathers, the old guard vs. the new guard. The sons are ambitious, and want to move faster, which the fathers have seen how hard you can fail when you move too fast. Take Weinstein for example. He has a very aggressive son that wants to mark his territory as fast as he can. Weinstein has told me he tries to keep him on a short leash, but that doesn’t always work. He said if he doesn’t keep him challenged, he might lose him. Then the sons of these guys don’t always get along, as if the old guys need another front to fight. That’s a whole other story,” Duncan said, as if he had some concerns about the group working together much anymore at all.
“So, Weinstein’s son is aggressive and pushing his father. What other sibling is in the mix to stir it up?” I asked. Duncan rolled his eyes.
“Well Weinstein’s son, Simon and Seward’s son, Spence, are best of friends, which is good, because Weinstein and Seward are partners in a lot of projects around town. Those boys are not only aggressive, but partiers also, living in the fast lane. They play hard and work hard. They both drive fast cars, Porsches, of course, the expensive fast kind. Lord knows how many women they’ve fucked in this town. I’m sure they keep score between them. All the women flock to them for money, partying and sex. They are definitely handsome, rich and available, a target for any woman as long as she’s willing to put out. Then there’s Rogers. He’s a prince of a guy, well respected, well revered in the community. He serves on his church board and other civic activities in town. He has a son too, by the name of Cameron, who’s the exact opposite of Simon and Spence. He’s socially awkward and kind of a recluse. Nice looking kid, 24 years old, but very shy. Smarter than hell, from what I’ve been told, but he’s not like his dad at all. He had kind of a traumatic experience in junior high school, giving him a bout of depression that left him almost a recluse. I don’t know what it was exactly, but his dad said he’d never been the same since, saying he still struggles with depression even today. I guess he’s on some kind of meds to help. He seems better, but he’s nothing like his dad or Simon and Spence. Truth be known, Spence and Simon can’t stand being around Cameron. I’m not so sure they weren’t part of his problem back in junior high school, probably being bullies back then and Cameron being the one that got picked on. Sorry, I went into a long dissertation on this group. You didn’t need to hear all that, as they have their own problems, and you have your own opportunities. But not only do the fathers have problems always agreeing on things, but then they have sons that like to mess up the party also.
“So, is Roger’s son Cameron in the business, or did he pursue another career?” I asked, out of curiosity.
“No, he’s in the business. He does a lot of the analysis, but stays out of the public eye mainly. He’ll occasionally meet with business associates, but always with his father, never by himself, unlike Simon and Spence. They’d just as soon leave their dads out of meetings and take over the businesses themselves. Cameron is just too socially awkward to handle business matters by himself. You’ll meet him sometime. He’ll be cordial, but not say much at all, just listen and be standoffish. I could have invited the boys to our meeting last week, but we’d spend the entire time listening to how great Simon and Spence were and how many girls they’ve fucked. I thought the guys needed to hear more from you, than listen to what we’ve heard a million times before,” Duncan replied. I found Duncan’s new insight into this investment group, very insightful, as to who or what might be driving some of this aggressive behavior by Weinstein.
“Duncan, is Seward on the bank board at First National with Weinstein, or is that one of the other guys?” I asked.
“Yes, Seward and Weinstein are both on First National’s board. Why do you ask?”
“I knew two of them were on the board at First National, and I just kind of guessed, since these two work the closest together, they might be the two on the bank’s board,” I replied. Duncan told me I was correct in my assumption.
“The bank does a lot of financing of their projects, putting financial packages together for them for the large projects they do. It’s been a good association for all of them,” Duncan remarked.
The class started to fill up getting ready for the bell to ring, so our conversation was cut short. Still, I considered our conversation to be extremely beneficial to adding to our intelligence about possible adversaries. Not only were we up against some seasoned, successful developers, but we had their somewhat radical sons to deal with also. Duncan’s description of Cameron interested me for some reason, but I wasn’t sure why. I guess I was wondering how an excitable, full of life kid, got depressed and became reclusive in junior high school, and now struggled socially in the business world, smart enough to think projects and profits through, but shy and awkward in public. Stuff like that always intrigued me for some reason.
At the end of class, we said our goodbyes to Duncan. “Hey, Josh, talking about the guys in the investment group, reminded me that Rogers told me after the meeting he’d like to meet with you one on one sometime, as he had some questions he wanted to ask you, thinking you could be a tremendous help in an area he really needed help with,” Duncan mentioned. “Here’s his card. He said for you to call his personal cell phone anytime, as he was anxious to talk to you. That completely slipped my mind until we got to talking about them and their sons.” I told Duncan I’d Rogers him a call, but if he talked to him anytime soon, to tell him he just now gave me the information. Duncan thanked me again for calling the man, saying he felt bad he just now told me. I told him not to sweat it. I had his back. He laughed, but said it was good to hear that, as it had been a target many times over. Blake and I laughed at that.
On our way back to the bar, I asked Blake what he thought about Duncan, now that we knew what Weinstein was up to. “Do you think Duncan knows what’s going on behind Kyle’s back?” I asked. Blake thought about it for a moment.
“Seeing as he had an opportunity to bring it up, when you asked why the old farts didn’t offer to work with Kyle to help him out, I kind of believe he doesn’t know what they’re up to. At least I want to believe that anyway,” Blake replied. I told him I agreed.
“By the way, Blake, your sweet ass was fine last night, I meant to tell you,” I chided. Blake smiled big time.
“That was a lot of fun last night, Josh. Having you inside me is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before in my life. I can’t get enough of that, just so you know. My ass is yours anytime you want it, Jake too. I love you guys more than I could ever express. You both are the greatest,” he replied. I smiled and gave him a side hug, as we walked. “That darn Dylan is something else also. Can’t say I didn’t enjoy my dick in his ass. Then the golden showers trick we did on him in the shower was a blast also. That was so fucking bad, yet so fucking fun. We lost ourselves last night in some sort of craziness, but it was all fun,” Blake added. I laughed with him.
“You couldn’t have said it any better. Jake asked me how Dylan was last night with us. I told him we got involved in a pissing contest with him. Jake was really concerned we had some kind of argument, until I told him it really was a contest involving piss. He cracked up when I told him what happened. You know, Blake, he said that was great, as we needed to be college kids also, enjoying our college years somewhat as we charted our way through our business and other responsibilities. He reminded me that other guys had fun in school, did crazy things and enjoyed themselves while studying hard, then get serious when they graduated and had to survive in the world. We had to get serious way too early. Blake, you didn’t have to, but you wanted to. You couldn’t get enough of what we do fast enough. Jake and I were kind of the same way at the beginning, but had fun also, with the CNB in the City. Those weekends were work, but they were fun also. No, Jake thought it was great that we had some fun last night. He was excited we did,” I told Blake. Blake said he was glad to hear that, because we really did have a great time.
“I can’t believe Dylan sucked off Tink while we were upstairs with the girls looking at the upstairs bathroom. That Tink is way oversexed. He found his niche, and he’s going after it. He is one hell of a sexy dude for sure. His brother Tyler is hot also. Lonnie’s hot, but he’s just different, more crude, I guess you could say,” Blake remarked. I chuckled. “I think Tyler was kind of interested in that Sue last night. From what Em said this morning, Sue was kind of interested in him. If they were to ever have children together, I’d have to imagine their children would be beautiful,” Blake mentioned.
“Does it bother you to think you might not have children, Blake? I mean you probably never thought about it before you became so enamored with all of us crazy guys,” I told him. Blake thought about it for a moment.
“I’m not sure, Josh. I guess I always thought maybe I’d have kids someday, but never thought that much about it, as I got bored with all the girls I ever slept with, thinking I’d probably never get married, as I really didn’t like having girlfriends around when I had free time. I enjoyed the time in bed with them. At least, I thought I did, but it was nothing like the time in bed with Tim and all you guys. Like last night, I mean, I can’t get enough of that in my life. I’m sure we’ll be so busy building empires, we’ll be raising and developing younger guys to take over for us. At least we can raise them without having to change diapers. I kind of think that might be even more fun. Plus, we have your Godson, little Josh, to spoil also,” Blake reminded me.
“Don’t you know it. We can’t overly spoil him, though. Eric is a prince of a guy. We have to make sure we help bring him up to be like his father, having the same character and class as his dad,” I stated. “Well, maybe we can spoil him a little along the way without turning him into a Spence or Simon,” I said, getting a laugh out of Blake. Blake said ‘God forbid’.
“You know, I really have to admire Eric. He’s such a great guy, great family man, devoted to his family, but yet, he really loves you, Josh. I can’t believe at our initiation, he actually let you penetrate him like you did, and thought it was special and meaningful to him. You two must really care about one another,” Blake said. “It’s wonderful to have a straight friend like that, who doesn’t have any hangups about being associated and caring about gay friends. You have to really admire him for that,” Blake commented.
“Eric and I do have a very special relationship, Blake. He and his roommate Kevin, were suitemates of Allen’s and mine in the dorm last year. Huh, we drove Allen absolutely crazy at first. Eric and Kevin were childhood friends growing up together. Kevin eventually acknowledged he was gay and Eric ended up defending him a lot in school. He also kind of helped Kevin out, satisfying him anally at times, although he hated doing it. He was so glad I was gay, and could help Kevin out from time to time. We even had a threesome occasionally, but Eric was grateful for me taking over the anal part, although he enjoyed getting his dick sucked for sure. Allen used to suck him off in the shower in the morning, once Allen discovered he was gay and started enjoying the benefits. He was such a prude before that time. Look at the fucker now. Honestly, you wouldn’t have known him back then. He wasn’t anywhere near what he’s like today. Talk about coming out of your shell. He made a major transformation. Hell for the longest time, I teased the hell out of him. Even OBB joined in that tease, neither one of them ever had sex before,” I told him, chuckling as I thought about it.
“Good grief, you’d never know he was a prude at one time,” Blake replied. I laughed.
“Oh, yeh. We’d torment him terribly, Eric, Kevin and me, even OBB, although he didn’t know what he was doing at the time. I could tell you stories that’d make you laugh your ass off, but they’d embarrass Allen. Gotta love him. I did, and still do. He’s a brother through and through all the way. He took a major step and never looked back.” Blake was amazed that Allen had been reclusive and a prude at one time, as he’d never known him to be anything like that.
I enjoyed Blake’s and my talk on the way back from real estate class, and was grateful for the information Duncan gave us while shooting the breeze with him. I felt like we could trust him, but I still wasn’t sure, and wasn’t willing to risk sharing anything with him at the moment as to what we might do to help Kyle. Blake said it was better to play it close to the hip at the moment, because Duncan had been involved with these guys for years, and only just met us. He had a point.
I had a few moments to call Mr. Rogers when I got back, curious as to what he wanted to ask me, and thinking about what kind of additional information about Weinstein and Seward I might be able to get in some kind of discussion with him. He was a little younger than the rest of his cronies and seemed to have more character, although who knew anything when it came to these guys. He seemed excited to hear from me. I told him I’d been meaning to call, as Duncan told me he’d like to talk to me, but I hadn’t had a chance to call before now, and he reminded me today in class.
“No problem, Josh, anytime would have been fine. Nothing pressing, but I was wondering if you might be available to meet with me at your office sometime in the near future to discuss something very personal to me that I really need your advice on. Don’t worry, it has nothing to do with competing on any development projects, but involves a personal matter that is extremely dear to me, and I just have this gut feeling you’re the best guy in the world to talk to. Do you think you can carve out a few minutes for me sometime?” he asked very upbeat.
“Sure, I’d love to learn more about you and your company anyway. I think about the first time I could actually spend some quality time with you might be about 5:30 Thursday evening, the same time we met with your group last week, if that works for you,” I told him. He said that would be fantastic and he would see me then. I told him I’d look forward to it. I thought to myself, he sounded like a class guy, but he was involved with the others, to what extent I didn’t know.
Zach came and got me in the office with my go bag for swimming. We got our jackets, and then headed off to the Natatorium. “Seems funny just the two of us going to swim practice together. Allen, OBB, Aiden and Ethan all come from the house now. Just you and I left in the apartment. Kind of miss those guys in a way,” I told Zach. Making him chuckle.
“I think it’s great we get together at the house at least once a week to be with each other, Josh. Brady and I kind of like that. It’s like family time, and even with the guests we have, it’s still a good time. All the guys are great. We all even like this Kyle guy that you’re trying to help. He seems like a class guy. Sure as hell got the shit knocked out of him. You’ll have to tell me how that came about some time. And, for the record, I kind of like that we have a few minutes of alone time with each other going to swim practice together. I don’t get that much alone time with you anymore, as you’re always in demand,” Zach told me, making me somewhat sad.
“You know I love you, and I’m always there for you, Zach. That will never change, no matter how busy and crazy this business gets. I will never desert you, Zach. I still remember the first time we made love, how wonderful and beautiful it was. It still is, every time we make love, even today. The love flows between you and me just like it does with Jake. I know you love Jake also, and Jake and I both love you and Brady. I know the two of you make each other very happy, which makes Jake and I happy. I guess we’re all fucking happy,” I said, chuckling, as I was starting to get sappy. Zach stopped me in my tracks and hugged me tightly, telling me he loved me, and would for life. I told him the same thing. We both got a little emotional for a moment, then we started teasing each other again, and cutting up, like we were used to doing.
Les came and changed with the rest of our group at our lockers. Allen told Les, he couldn’t get over his large dick. Les told Allen he should try out his ass, as that’s what excited him, not necessarily his penis. Allen looked at OBB an asked him if the two of them thought they could take care of Les’ ass. OBB said he and Allen never had an ass they couldn’t take care of, pleasing Les to no end. Les said he and Brandon wanted a play date, cracking the rest of us up. Aiden said he wanted in on that also. Les said it was getting better all the time. Andy said he was glad to hear that, as it gave him and Trevor a break. They even invited Ethan, who declined, saying they could have all the fun they wanted, but to leave him out of it.
I sent the squad to the workout area today to run on the treadmills and work with the equipment. I should have divided it up by squads, but we hadn’t been there as often as we should have, so we sent them all. I had Ethan, Aiden and Zach on the treadmills wanting to build up their stamina for distance. I ran them pretty hard, making them sweat, almost popping a boner, thinking about licking the sweat off Blake’s and Dylan’s balls and nipples last night. Thinking about that could give me an instant boner. Instead, I talked to Drew, assessing where we were and where we needed to be by certain deadlines. Oddly enough, we were making progress. Still not where we wanted to be yet, but on track to get there by the deadlines we set for ourselves. Drew reminded me we had some meets coming up right after Spring Break. I told him my guys were spending Spring Break in Key West, but I’d have them training in the ocean, which made it more difficult for speed, but sure gave you one hell of a workout. I reminded him that it worked for me last year. He remembered, as I was one of the only ones that actually practiced during Spring Break last year.
I saw Les on one of the treadmills. He had on short shorts and the head of his dick was hanging out one of his leg openings. Drew and I shook our heads, as we watched the head of his penis flop around. Drew made mention of what it’d be like to have a dick like that. I reminded Drew of all the girls Les had chasing him around last year and his groupie guys that took the overflow of women off his hands, then how they dumped his ass when he came out to the world, he was gay. Then he had bottoms chasing his ass, when all he wanted was to be a bottom. Drew made mention it was a waste of good dick. I had to laugh, but he had a point.
Les told me after our workout, that he and Brandon wouldn’t be there to help on Ladies’ Night, as there was nothing in it for them for sure that night, unless some of the dancers needed a place to park their cocks after the show. We had a good chuckle on that one.
Back at the bar for dinner, Kyle made it in, excited to see us, and giving us hugs. He had news to tell me, so he said. “Todd and Chad gave me names of salvage guys that would be interested in salvaging out the buildings. The good news is, they can start right away. I hand delivered all the eviction notices to the remaining tenants today and a list of where they could find apartments to move. That process has started. Most of them said they could be out of their buildings in two weeks, so I’m hoping the salvage operation goes quickly. There are a couple of empty building they can start on immediately, which is where the process starts,” Kyle informed us.
“Okay, so everything is in motion. That’s a good thing. Now, we need to work on the rest of the plan to market the land,” I stated.
“Josh, that still doesn’t give us enough time before the note is due. All we’re doing now is just getting a little money out of the buildings for the salvage operations, but the bank will take that and the property. I don’t know what to do at this point to prevent that from happening, as I’ll never get a half million out of the salvage operations, and without a sale for the property, the bank will repossess it, then sell it,” Kyle replied.
“Let me worry about that, and you quit worrying, Kyle. I’ll find a way to stave off the bank. It’s going to be your property to sell, not the bank’s or Weinstein’s. Trust me on that,” I assured him. He looked at me, totally puzzled, but told me he trusted my judgement, and would follow my lead. I told him to quit worrying, everything was going to work out okay. He said he hoped so.
“So, can I help you work tomorrow night for the first of your big nights this week?” he asked.
“Absolutely. You’re going to tend bar again with us. You’re going to have to watch yourself though, as those ladies get crazy with fresh meat on board. A guy looking like you, they’re liable to tear the place down to get at,” I teased. Kyle rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“I think they’d be after all you guys before they’d be after me,” Kyle replied. I told him all of us were old news, and he was new, which is what these horny ladies loved. He laughed, thinking we were all crazy.
“You want to go to basketball practice with us tonight?” I asked Kyle. Blake, Dylan, Dustin and I are going. You’re welcome to come with us or stay here and visit with Jake and the rest of the guys if you want,” I offered. Kyle said he’d love to go see the team, as he enjoyed watching them on TV during their games and enjoyed meeting Chase, Caleb and Dave also last Saturday night, then seeing them again on Sunday at our get together at the house, even though that night was a rather traumatic experience for him.
I gave Jake a hug and a kiss after dinner, then the five of us headed out in my Jeep for the Arena. Dylan was excited, telling Kyle about the twins and how crazy and wonderful they both were. Kyle said he’d never met them, but they were terrific basketball players. Dylan told him that wasn’t all they were good at, but didn’t elaborate, leaving Kyle in the dark as to their other talents, Dylan so enjoyed.
We walked through the locker room, as usual, saying hi to Caleb, Chase and Dave, as they were getting dressed, giving Kyle a full frontal of their naked bodies. I could tell he was moved by what he saw. Who wouldn’t be? Dylan took off for the twins. Dustin hung with Caleb, Chase and Dave. Kyle, Blake and I headed to the court to see Tuck and Forest. Tuck gave me a big hug, picking me up off my feet, telling me he missed me. Kyle was super impressed. I pinched Tuck’s ass, catching him off guard, making him chuckle.
“Hey, we have an away game this Friday, Josh. I don’t suppose you’d want to go,” Tuck mentioned. “This time it’ll take about six hours to get there, so it’s up to you. It’s not going to be a tough game, but every game you’re not with us, is a tough one for me, just saying,” Tuck informed me.
“That’s a fur piece, Tuck. Not sure I’m going to make this one. You’ll be fine,” I replied.
“Well, Forest is going to be disappointed, as he won’t have anyone to sleep with that night,” Tuck chided. I rolled my eyes.
“Damn, I hate missing that opportunity, as he was hot as hell the last time. I still haven’t gotten over that,” I chided, as Forest shook his head laughing.
“Don’t tell Tuck all our secrets, Josh. He’ll get jealous,” Forest teased. Tuck rolled his eyes.
“Damn straight, I will. Gotta keep my eyes on you two,” Tuck chided. We all chuckled. If he only knew. Forest winked at me, as if to say, good one.
Blake sat on one side of me and Kyle on the other. We were watching the interaction of Caleb, Chase and Dave, working alongside the twins. The five of them were working on special plays. Forest was coaching them through those plays. Tuck came over to ask what I thought of their drives. I was blown away with them.
“Forest has some unique and somewhat crazy ideas for offensive plays, but they’re just crazy enough to throw off the other side’s defensive measures. He’s really using his head, and Dave, Caleb and Chase are eating it all up. They can’t seem to get enough of these plays. Finding Forest really helped, Josh. He’s been a great addition to our coaching staff here, and a tremendous help to me. Plus, he thinks the world and all of you, so he has to be a great guy, right?” Tuck asked. I told him, ‘absolutely’. Tuck smiled. “You know, I was worried about next year, although Forest has been working on recruitment for next year also. He’s got a few graduating high school seniors he’s looking at. We may have to go do some recruiting to get them to Uni, but who wouldn’t love to have the opportunity to play for a national championship team. I guess UT is pretty pissed off Forest was able to recruit Dave to come to Uni. Hell, they weren’t playing the boy, but they didn’t want him to come here for some reason,” Tuck stated, as if he still didn’t understand what that was all about.
“Tuck, they knew the kid has talent and maybe they were sitting on him for next year. You blew a hole in their starting lineup for next year. What a shame,” I said, making Tuck chuckle.
“Maybe, but it just didn’t seem right of for some reason. I don’t really care, because we have him with us now, and he’s going to be great next year. There’s some finishing touches he needs, but Forest is working on improving his skills and Caleb and Chase are helping with that also. He’s certainly got the height, he and Caleb. I have to admit, I’m going to miss the twins next year, as much grief as they’ve giving me over the years. They’re still fantastic ball players, a couple of the best we’ve ever had here at Uni. I just hope we can find capable players to replace their talents,” Tuck stated.
“Oh, they are multi-talented, to the point I don’t think you’ll ever find guys quite as talented as they are, in their many talented ways, but maybe you’ll find guys close to them. We can only hope. I know Dylan will miss them sorely,” I replied. Tuck said he agreed.
Tuck called a time out on the special practice drills, then started their normal drills. Forest came over to see if we noticed some of the new plays. I told him they were ‘sneaky fantastic’, making him laugh. He liked the term I gave them. “I started some of this at UT when I was there, but the head coach there didn’t really like it. Hell, he didn’t really like me, I think. Anyway, it’s their loss and our gain. Tuck’s all for it. We both believe anything that throws off the other team, helps us, even if it’s just psychological in nature, and not talent. It works, I’m telling you. You have to play a ‘smart’ game, to make up for what you don’t have in talent. In our case, we can do both, which should really help us in the long run,” Forest told me.
“Tuck was just saying how lucky we were to get you here with us, Forest. I had to agree wholeheartedly. You’re a breath of fresh air,” I told him, making him smile, his puppy dog eyes telling me he wanted to hug and kiss me. I winked at him.
“Great guys to work with here, and a great Coach, Josh. You know that. He’s your big brother, and credits you for a lot of his coaching ability for understanding his players and caring about them. He tells me every day how much you taught him about friendship and caring for others. He said he was devoid in those areas until he met you. Every day, he says, if it hadn’t been for you, he wouldn’t be doing the job he loved most in life. He said he’d have been married to a horrible woman and be back working with his father in a hated job. Now he has the job of his dreams, the woman of his dreams and his best friend to make him happy. You do make him happy, Josh. He’s very grateful for that,” Forest went on to say. I had to get up and give him a hug for that.
“I want to make you happy too, Forest,” I whispered in his ear. He told me I already had, making me chuckle. Forest ran back out to run drills with Tuck and the guys.
“Wow, Josh, you really have had an influence on many lives. I can’t believe I can actually call you my friend, and you took an interest in me, as many guys as you have as friends that seem to need you for certain things. If I get needy, or require too much of your time, tell me, and I’ll back way off. I don’t need to make your life any more difficult or strenuous that it is already,” Kyle told me.
“He can’t help himself, Kyle. This you’ll learn. He sees someone in need, and he’s there figuring out what he needs to do to help you. His heart is bigger than the state, and keeps getting bigger all the time. Everyone that has been touched by his kindness loves the guy. We just can’t help ourselves,” Blake told him. Dustin said it was all true. Dylan had his sights set on the twins’ asses, and wasn’t paying attention.
“You give me too much credit, Blake. We’re all a team. The good news is we all care about one another, so it makes my job very easy in the long run. With as much caring as we have in our group, I don’t have to worry about resolving concerns, as we all are on the same wave length. You will be too, one of these days, Kyle,” I assured him. He squeezed my arm, saying he was the luckiest stiff in the world to have had the pleasure of meeting me. I told him the pleasure was all mine.
We stood around talking after practice with Tuck and Forest, then headed out, collecting Dylan in the locker room, where he was infatuated with the twins. They actually had towels around their waists when we got to them, surprising me. I was sure Dylan had his hands all over their dicks, and possibly his lips, before they made themselves presentable. But, he seemed happy and satisfied with his Tuesday night basketball practice regimen.
Kyle said he was sure we had studying to do, so he he’d head back to his apartment, and let us get some work done. He gave all the guys bro hugs, then gave me a full-on hug, thanking me for the friendship, dinner and time we got to spend together. He said he’d be over earlier tomorrow night, so he could help out with the onslaught of women headed our way. I told him I had a nice little uniform for him to wear, not quite as skimpy as just underwear, like he wore for Gay Night. He said he was looking forward to it. I told him to get a good night’s sleep, and to quit worrying about anything. He said he wished he could, but he was worried about me now, getting tangled up in something that wasn’t my fight. I told him he was worth fighting for. He said I was going to make him cry, saying something like that. We hugged again, then he got in his pickup and headed out.
Dustin, Blake, Dylan and I headed up to the apartment. Ethan was there studying at the kitchen island along with Tim. We stripped down to our underwear to join them and hit the books. Dylan said he was going to play a couple of video games in his room, then go to bed.
“Hey, what about the UPS guy? How’s that romance coming?” I asked him. He rolled his eyes.
“Honestly, I’m not sure. He’s very flirtatious still, and he gives me nice views, as he bends over to pick up boxes we’re shipping out. I made him stay for a cup of coffee the other day. He said he really couldn’t spend much time, as he was timed on all his deliveries, having a quota to meet. He tells me he hurries through all of the ones before me to bank some time, so he can spend more time at our place,” Dylan replied.
“Sounds like he’s really interested then. Things are looking up,” I remarked. Dylan rolled his eyes again.
“They he surprises the hell out of me, by showing me a picture of his son, of all things. The dude has a two year old son. Shit, my heart almost dropped when I saw the kid’s picture. Cute kid, but shit, he’s not going to be wanting to fuck my ass and suck my cock with a kid and wife at home,” Dylan commented.
“Oh. Wow. Bummer, Dylan. Sorry, about that. You sure he’s married, or maybe that might have been an oops when he was drunk one night, and tripped over to the other side?” I asked.
“Not sure, Josh. He was so proud of his son though. I told him he should be, as the kid was as hot looking as he was. He said that was the most thoughtful thing anyone had ever said to him, and he appreciated me so much. I guess I’ll learn more, if this relationship ever gets off the ground. In my mind, after today, I think it just stalled, crashed and burned,” Dylan replied. I gave him a hug.
“Give it time. There could be a lot of mitigating circumstances you know nothing about at this time. Give it some time,” I encouraged, then patted his hot little tight ass, as he headed for his bedroom. He turned around and smiled at me.
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, couldn't of commented better and the comments from the previous chapter as well from Chaz, BC, Brian and Thanatos.
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with Dylan whilst everyone was showing Em and her BFFs around, seems like those 2 are going to push each other to the extreme. Do you think Dylan and Tink will piss on each other...